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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Age: 55 †
Born: 1806
Born: March 6
Died: 1861
Died: June 30
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Durham
England
Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.
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Nosegays! leave them for the waking, Throw them earthward where they grew Dim are such, beside the breaking Amaranths he looks unto. Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
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My future will not copy my fair past, I wrote that once. And, thinking at my side my ministering life-angel justified the word by his appealing look upcast to the white throne of God.
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Of writing many books there is no end.
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OF writing many books there is no end And I who have written much in prose and verse For others' uses, will write now for mine,- Will write my story for my better self, As when you paint your portrait for a friend, Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it Long after he has ceased to love you, just To hold together what he was and is.
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You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter?
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Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly.
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Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
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Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, Tired of all the playing, Sleep with smile the sweeter for That you dropped away in! On your curls' full roundness stand Golden lights serenely-- One cheek, pushed out by the hand, Folds the dimple inly.
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Every wish Is like a prayer--with God.
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I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward to god's throne in loud access of shrieking and reproach
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The plague of gold strikes far and near.
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Much of the possibility of being cheerful comes from the faculty of throwing oneself beyond oneself.
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Never say No when the world says Aye.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
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And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
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Get leave to work In this world,--'tis the best you get at all.
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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
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